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As we all know, it’s really easy to get caught up in our silly everyday life and forget to concentrate on the good stuff. I do it all the time – It’s so easy to focus on all the negative things in a situation and be an absolute nightmare to everyone around you.

I give my little home town a lot of grief for being ugly, foggy, smelly and boring. While it is all of those things I luckily don’t have to go far to find the good stuff.

A couple of weeks ago we drove to St. Martins to walk the Fundy Trail. I’ve done it three or four times in the past few years but I wasn’t really feeling it this time. I didn’t think there was any point to walking 20km just because. I still don’t think there is and probably never will but it is quite beautiful. And more challenging than you’d expect!

I loved the fresh, ocean air and the sunshine was lovely, especially since we’ve been getting some pretty dismal weather so far this spring.

My fingers are crossed for a hot, sunny summer.

Another thing that made the walk great – The bag of Gummy Bears and Fuzzy Peaches I snacked on. Candy is the key to this heart.

The only pictures I have from the day are mega-filtered, super Instagrammed pictures because my 3 week old iPhone crapped out and I had to send it back. I’m not sure I can find the positive in that situation…

Every so often someone will ask me if I’m ever going to update my blog again. My answer lately has been no, probably not. I rarely think about my little blog anymore.

I still read my favourite blogs every single day. Nothing has changed there!

My last update was on January 15th, over four months ago! I’ve said it three thousand times before and I’ll say it again, time goes by WAY too fast.

I have been keeping a personal journal since the beginning of the year so I will always have that to look back on when I want to see what I was doing in 2013 but it’s certainly not the same as an online journal full of pictures.

It seems like everything is the same as it was four months ago but in reality a lot has changed. I have so much I want to share but I’m not even sure where to begin.

The person who probably looked forward to new posts more than anyone else was my grandfather. Rumor has it that it was the first thing he checked every single morning when I was in Australia.

After many years of fighting he had had enough. He left us on April 11th. It was his time I would say.

Of course we all selfishly want him back until we remember how much better off he is now.

There is a lot I could say about that day and the few days following but what sticks out the most for me is when I saw him laying so peacefully in bed. The oxygen tube was gone and he was no longer struggling for each and every breath. He looked so, so peaceful. I didn’t know how I would react when I saw him but I was shocked by the big wave of relieve that came across me.

I was sad for myself, a hundred other people and a little doggy but I couldn’t be sad for him.

It feels like it all happened years ago, yet it still seems like he’s still going to be sitting at the computer the next time I visit.

We got to celebrate his 75th birthday on March 9th this year. He wasn’t feeling too much like celebrating but we showed up with cake anyway.

The picture above was a year ago. He looked so good!

I can’t even begin to explain how happy I am that I returned home in December. It was probably the quickest decision I’ve ever made and definitely the best.

I’m glad I was unemployed for a while and was able to spend a week at their house in January too. It’s funny how things work out.